From now on, the Son of Heaven does not come early

Chapter 780 Little, sit here
Ye Xiaoxiao blinked her eyes, the corners of her mouth were raised, her smile carried her all the way, her peach eyes quietly admired the surrounding scenery, when she came out she ran for too long, almost forgot to appreciate the beautiful scenery on the side of the road, now she changed to A kind of mood, walking here carefree, always makes her feel that everything is very beautiful.

Not long after, the bullock cart slowly turned into the lively market. Because it was a big market, it was not in Yuyang County, but in an open space outside the city wall. The early risers brought their own The things to be sold came early to occupy the seats, and when the few of them arrived, there were not many vacant seats left.

Ye Xiaoxiao jumped out of the carriage first, looked back, and saw that the man was still walking down indifferently and calmly, whether it was the movement of his fingers or the moment he landed on the ground, he looked extremely noble and exuded a compelling aura.

Zhan Hong was the last to jump down and patted the back of the big ox. The ox looked back at him and let out a lengthy cry.

Zhan Hong turned his head with a smile and looked at Feng Junran. Seeing that the man was only turning the fruit and walking forward, he quickly took Ye Xiaoxiao and followed him all the way.

Not long after walking, he saw a man with a serious face occupying two seats on the side of the road. Seeing the three of them approaching, Dong Luo took a step back, and slowly leaned the chair behind him forward. .

When my master first came into contact with him, he was still the prince in the palace. Although he was young, he exuded an air of nobility that could not be ignored. Even he couldn't help but draw this picture for it. Relegated to Zhuzhou, this man is still cold and arrogant, like a wolf king aloft, even in a place of bitter cold, he still combs his hair gracefully, and the sharpness in his slender eyes is not diminished but even worse, so he is dormant in the Because of this bit of tolerance, the man in the bitter cold land finally transformed himself into a generation of emperors, becoming the ruler of the stars, the sun and the moon, so in Dong Luo's heart, Feng Junran's image has always been high above all. , the dignity that cannot be trampled on.

But now, the master he fears lives in the dilapidated countryside, eats simple food, pulls weeds every day, makes flower stands with his own hands, and now even goes to the market to sell them!

Dong Luo felt that he couldn't accept it. He could accept such a thing happening to anyone, but his master, this high-ranking man, he couldn't accept it!

So even he couldn't help but bring chairs and a wooden table when he was occupying a seat. Even if it was a little rough, it was much better than those peasants who sat on the ground.

Feng Junran glanced at Dong Luo indifferently, and walked over slowly.

Seeing that there were two seats, Zhan Hong took one of them without hesitation, and Ye Xiaoxiao followed immediately. Among the three, two stood behind the booth. Feng Junran glanced down at the armchair, Looking sideways at the little man who was looking down at the ground, trying to find a place to sit, he beckoned, "Xiao Xiao, sit here."

Ye Xiaoxiao blinked, looked at the seat, then at the man, then at Dong Luo's increasingly gloomy face, smiled and waved: "No, that's for you!"

The man didn't make a sound, just looked down, and was about to do it on the ground, Dong Luo's heart thumped in fright, he quickly pulled him back, and said in a low voice: "Master, don't worry, this subordinate will find another one! "

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and turned to leave.

Dong Luo's face is displeased, but his heart is full of mixed feelings. Is this what the master often calls love?A generation of emperors would do this for a woman?But he will not be reluctant to part with Shiba in the capital because of his master's departure. The farther the knowledge is, the more he misses it. Does it mean that his love is not that deep?

Dong Luo was thinking in a mess. At the end of the market, he saw an old man sitting on an armchair, so he bought it without thinking.

Dong Luo didn't care, so let's go wrong, there is no armchair for sale in the whole market, if you don't find it quickly and bring it back, I'm afraid the master will really sit on the ground...

The man sighed, picked up his chair, and disappeared into the depths of the sea of ​​people after a few ups and downs.

The chair was placed on the side of the small table, Feng Junran glanced at it, then turned to look at the little girl standing aside: "There is an extra chair, sit down!"

After finishing speaking, I sat down by myself, leaning lazily on the back of the chair, the tall poplar trees cast mottled shadows, falling on the man's body bit by bit, the breeze blew, and the shadows swayed, everything seemed so blurred And far away.

Ye Xiaoxiao blinked, looked down at Zhan Hong who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, and asked, "Are you sitting?"

"Don't sit, I'm used to being here, cool!" Zhan Hong waved his hand, he has to dare to sit, right?Why!
Hearing this, Ye Xiaoxiao sat down and leaned back in the chair lazily like a man.

In the two stalls, Zhan Hong only sold firewood, vegetables and fruits from the field, while Feng Junran's stall only had some unattractive tools.

For example, this sickle, the blade is not sharp at all, even the handle is crooked, and it is also very rough, it is not as brilliant and beautiful as the ones made by other skilled craftsmen.

So very few of their stalls came to patronize, they basically took a look, shook their heads and walked away.

Ye Xiaoxiao couldn't help but look sideways frequently, saying that brother Teng makes people feel very handsome, why are the farm tools he makes so ugly?

So the little girl looked at these ugly farm tools, and the man who sat indifferently and calmly under the shadow of Kakan couldn't help but smile.

This kind of contrast is reflected in one person at the same time, which is also interesting.

On the other side of the market, Zhan Jing is also busy. Sister Hua has sold a lot of cloth. Looking up at the sky, it is estimated that it will be sold out before noon. She bows her head and counts. Embroideries are almost sold out, and today can be regarded as a bumper harvest.

"Oh my little lady, this is the last batch of cloth for you, can you make it cheaper for me?" A great god led his little grandson with a basket full of vegetables and fruits in his arm.

"Okay! I'll sell you!" Zhan Jing smiled, and after finishing all the few things left, she put away the empty baggage, turned around, squeezed out of the market, and entered Yuyang County.

The things are sold, but some necessities still need to be bought, such as rouge and gouache. Sister Hua said that men are all lustful, so dress yourself up better, maybe Brother Teng will take a look at yourself.

(End of this chapter)